You made it a point To never ever smile in pictures Just like men of the past You made it another point To always always put your precious self first Before anyone else My my my how How cold you have become True true true I I don't belong to you Ja ja ja ja ja Wohu wohu wohou Oohoo You say that like you could Ever stop the kids from drinking Words from a proper hippo Hypocrite I met you at 13 'Mrs. Jim Beam' My my my how How grown-up you've become True true true I I don't belong to you Nocturnal tigers Eternal vampires I wonder, wonder if you Ever shut the fuck up to listen To the people around you They're so smart But of course you knew that since you Hand-picked everyone to match your Reputation and wardrobe My my my how How mean you have become True true true I I don't belong to you